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"Sure I have."
"It's much the same feeling. You think - 'Oh don't blow now, you great big fucker. Just 5 more minutes give,
me time to at leat fill up and leave, then after that blow the station to hell I don't care.'-
Anyway, He does a hop skip and a jump over the dead girl, and scampers out the door. I finished my drink and left."
"Wow, that's intense."
"Tell me about it, I'd been up all night, chewing my lip, these are not the things I want to see. Hey put
your brother on the phone."
"Oh, If you really want, hold your water, I'll get the litte creep."
.....(rustling) .......
"Jeffrey pick up you daft bastard!"
"Hello?"
"Good evening Jeffrey." I said.
"Your breath smells like peaches." Jeffrey replies.
"The penguins are in the toilets." I retorted.
I was prepared to verbally joust, I figured a volley of absurdity was something I could do.
"My son is a cold-hearted gangster, and I need a hug." he said. I laughed out loud, attracting the attention
of the people in line waiting to use the payphone.
Ok, I've had enough of you put vanessa back on the phone. But Jeffrey...?
"Yes."
"I'll see you you crazy mongrel."
"Ok bye."
"vanessa? Vanessa? Vanessa?"
That bloody jeffrey, he's undeniably useless. A considerable sized line of bodies had built up by the phone so
I thought it best to just leave.
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